Saturday, 25 July 2009

red shift

To start with, I have no idea why I am thinking about physics right now. Thinking about a title for a post about changing style, red shift was the first thing which popped into my head. I suppose it only serves to illustrate how I, as a person, am definitely different to my former physics-abhorring self.

Today I got a haircut. As my blog records inform me, the first haircut in 13 months. Nothing drastic; there is very little I can do with my hair if I want to maintain any semblance of control over it without having to straighten, blow-dry or otherwise treat it to within an inch of its life. I am not exaggerating. The woman who cut my hair said that if I want to do anything with it apart from what I normally do, she suggests getting a Keratin treatment first (costing upwards of £200, although mine would be around £300, and according to this Google search link is potentially fatal...).

Anyway, although it was not a drastic cut, my hair now feels much healthier and overall less disgusting. This was the first step I decided to take after glancing at myself in the mirror on Thursday at work. I am now a lot happier with my feelings towards my body as a whole, thanks to some well-advised make-up/eyebrow-plucking and exercise. But as I found my eyes defocusing from my actual self for the first time, I noticed the frizzy mess that was my hair. Quickly tying it back into a prim and proper bun, securing it with twenty clips, my eyes travelled down. What was I thinking pairing that cardigan with that skirt, with that shirt??

I remembered how that morning, in a scramble to leave the house on time, I had had no time to wash or even arrange my hair. Stepping out of the door, it was colder than I thought and went for the first option which would not interfere with the line of my puffed sleeves, without a thought for how it clashed horribly with the skirt, in colour and style.

I realised that now, as I spend more time on grooming and exercising and working, everything else about my style is slowly descending into scruffiness. Yesterday, the alarm woke me up 20 minutes late and I spent the next half an hour making and eating porridge for myself instead of getting dressed. I changed into my outfit five minutes before running out the door, an outfit which I hated for the rest of the day as well as the evening I spent in it.

Not wearing the perfect outfit every day is not exactly the worst crime, I know, but I don't like it one bit. And today, I went to begin to tidy up the mess that is my wardrobe; as I seem to be entirely incapable of keeping it tidy on a regular basis, I have to go for the blitz-tidy approach every few months, as documented here. According to this post from 4 months ago, there seems to be a direct correlation between my attitude towards my clothes and the organisational state of my wardrobe. But I don't think that's the problem this time. I think that I am just moving too much into no-style-land. That doesn't mean tracksuits and wolf fleeces and Crocs; that would be bad style. No, what I am referring to is a shift towards the non-descript basic cardigan, the block colour t-shirt, the jeans. Now I know that is a look which some people can rock, but I am not one of them.

So that is two things so far which I have addressed in this post: hair and t-shirts. The first one I have already addressed, and the second I will now, as I am going to not only tidy my wardrobe but have a mini-clearout, throwing out the most offensively inoffensive tees.

But (and I fully realise how awfully over-dramatic this sounds) that is only the beginning of my attempt to reverse the effects of my style shift, or at least shift the shift in a direction which I feel happier with. Still, I doubt many of you are still reading (and those of you who are, well done!) and I haven't yet fully formulated part III of my plan.

So I am going to label this post as posting in parts, and promise you that I will be back, to write the 2nd post, and to my stylish self.


  1. It's just soo easy to slide into no-style land, so don't be so hard on yourself. I'm glad about the changes you're making, though, because you seem happier after them and that's the only important thing.

  2. Don't worry too much - we apparently wear 20% of our wardrobes 80% of the time!!

  3. There are two kinds of Keratin treatment. The Brazilian one is highly toxic. I do the other kind. It is still very expensive but it has mad my hair amazingly manageable without risk of death.;-)

    I look forward to discovering part 3 of your plan. I am of course thrilled to hear that you are happier with your style. I do think outer has an impact on inner and vicey-versa.

  4. I wanna see a picture of the hairdo!